Lamentations 3:62
The lippes of myne enemies, & their deuyces that they take agaynst me, all the daye longe.
The lippes of myne enemies, & their deuyces that they take agaynst me, all the daye longe.
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60 Thou hast well considred how they go aboute to do me harme, & that all their councels are agaynst me.
61 Thou hast herde their despytefull wordes (O LORDE) yee and all their ymaginacions agaynst me.
5 They vexe me daylie in my wordes: all yt they ymagin, is to do me euell.
6 They holde alltogether, & kepe them selues close: they marck my steppes, how they maye catch my soule.
8 Myne enemies reuyle me all the daye longe, they laugh me to scorne, and are sworne together against me.
9 Sela. Let the myschefe of their owne lippes fall vpon ye head of the, yt copase me aboute.
63 Thou seist also their sittinge downe and their rysinge vp, they make their songes of nothinge but of me.
7 All they that hate me, runne together agaynst me, and ymagin euell agaynst me.
10 They haue opened their mouthes wyde vpon me, and smytten me vpon the cheke despitefully, they haue eased the selues thorow myne aduersite.
12 They that sought after my life, and to do me euell, spake of lyes and ymagined disceate all the daye longe.
2 and speake agaynst me with false toges. They compase me aboute with wordes of hatred, & fight agaynst me without a cause.
3 For the loue that I had vnto them, they take now my contrary parte, but I geue my self vnto prayer.
2 Myne enemies treade me daylie vnder their fete, for they be many, yt proudly fight agaynst me.
3 Agaynst me only he turneth his honde, & layeth it euer vpon me.
1 Why are they so many (o LORDE) yt trouble me? a greate multitude are they, that ryse agaynst me.
46 All oure enemies gape vpon vs.
16 All thine enemies gape vpon the, whisperinge and bytinge their teth, sayenge: let vs deuoure, for the tyme that we loked for, is come: we haue founde and sene it.
10 Go not farre fro me, o God: my God, haist the to helpe me.
3 How longe wil ye ymagin myschefe agaynst euery man? ye shal be slayne all ye sorte of you: yee as a tottringe wall shal ye be, & like a broken hedge.
4 Their deuyce is only how to put him out, their delyte is i lyes: they geue good wordes wt their mouth but curse wt their herte.
3 My herte is heuy within me, and the feare of death is fallen vpon me.
12 Vpon my right hade they rose together agaynst me, they haue hurte my fete, made awaye to destroye me,
3 For straungers are rysen vp agaynst me, and the mightie (which haue not God before their eyes) seke after my soule.
10 For why, I herde so many derisios and blasphemies, yee euen of myne owne companyons, and off soch as were conuersaunte with me: which wente aboute, to make me afrayed sayenge: vpon him, let vs go vpon him, to feare him, and make him holde his tonge: yt we maye ouercome him, and be avenged off him.
2 For lo, thy enemies make a murmuringe, & they yt hate the, lift vp their heade.
3 They ymagin craftely agaynst thy people, & take councell agaynst thy secrete ones.
13 I am become a very reprofe amonge all myne enemies, my neghbours & they of myne owne acquauntaunce are afrayed of me: they yt se me in the strete, coveye them selues fro me.
23 Yet LORDE, thou knowest all their coucell, that they haue deuysed, to slaye me. And therfore forgeue them not their wickednes, and let not their synne be put out of thy sight: but let them be iudged before the as the giltie: This shalt thou do vnto the in ye tyme of thy indignacion.
24 for they are confounded & brought vnto shame, yt sought to do me euel.
9 From the vngodly that trouble me, fro myne enemies which compasse my soule rounde aboute.
2 Which ymagin myschefe in their hertes, & stere vp strife all the daye longe.
3 They sharpen their tonges like a serpent, Adders poyson is vnder their lippes.
21 They heare my mournynge, but there is none that wil comforte me. All myne enemies haue herde of my trouble, and are glad therof, because thou hast done it. But thou shalt brynge forth the tyme, when they also shal be like vnto me.
11 For they inteded myschefe agaynst the, & ymagined soch deuyces, as they were not able to perfourme.
13 They gape vpon me with their mouthes, as it were a rampinge and roaringe lyon.
12 For ye synne of their mouth, for the wordes of their lippes, & because of their pryde, let the be taken: & why? their preachinge is of cursynge & lyes.
20 And why? their comonynge is not for peace, but they ymagin false wordes agaynst ye outcastes of the londe.
15 But in my aduersite they reioyse, and gather them together: yee ye very lame come together agaynst me vnawarres, makynge mowes at me, & ceasse not.
18 Yee the very deserte fooles despyse me, and when I am gone from them, they speake euell vpon me.
12 His men of warre came together, which made their waye ouer me, and beseged my dwellinge rounde aboute.
20 But deale thou with me (o LORDE God) acordinge vnto thy name, for swete is thy mercy.
14 O God, the proude are rysen agaynst me, and the cogregacion of ye mightie seketh after my soule, & set not ye before their eyes.
5 Myne enemies speake euell vpo me: whan shal he dye, and his name perishe?
7 Therfore myne enemy shalbe founde as the vngodly, & he yt taketh parte agaynst me, as the vnrightuous.
3 Set a watch (o LORDE) before my mouth, yee a watch at the dore of my lippes.
19 Considre how myne enemies are many, and beare a malicious hate agaynst me.
2 Oh how loge shall I seke councell in my soule? how longe shall I be so vexed in my herte? how longe shal myne enemie triumphe ouer me?
19 But myne enemies lyue, and are mightie: and they that hate me without a cause, are many in nombre.
14 I am laughed to scorne of all my people, they make songes vpon me all ye daye loge.
41 Thou hast made myne enemies to turne their backes vpo me, that I might destroye them that hate me.